[This is an actual occurrence that generated a bon mot; not a made up pun.]

My brother had a mild stroke on Monday evening. On Tuesday, they decided to drill a small hole in his cranium and put in a drain so that the bleed would not cause too much swelling. Thanks to that procedure, he is doing much better, and we are hopeful for a full recovery.

After some reflection, I told him that in my opinion "he needed a hole in his head much more than he had needed a stroke". He seems to agree!

"Time is nature's way of keeping everything from happening all at once. Lately it hasn't been working."Anonymous

The Apostle Paul wrote some of his epistles while imprisoned. However, it has been only recently discovered how these messages were smuggled out of the jail. Somehow, Paul obtained a bow and arrow from a guard. He would attach his epistle to the arrow's shaft. Then, he would launch it through a window. Outside, a disciple collected and delivered the epistles. It was the birth of the first guided missive.

There was a little rabbit that often played tricks on other animals. The rabbit became notorious for his practical jokes. Soon, a fairy caught wind of the rabbit's actions. She warned him a few times to change his ways. If he didn't, she said, she'd turn him into a big, ugly creature. The rabbit ignored the fairy's admonitions. The fairy kept her word and transformed the rabbit. The moral of the story: hare today, goon tomorrow.

Two men were hunting in the woods. One was a fanatical hunter. The other was a peaceful, nature-loving fellow who didn't really want to hurt anything. Soon enough, they picked up deer tracks. They eventually came upon the deer, which had a terrible eye infection. The hunter aimed, but his friend stopped him. He said, "Can't you see that's a bad eye deer?"

LITTLE KNOWN FACTS ABOUT HONEY BEES
A long time ago, there was a beehive in a forest. Every day, worker bees went into the fields, gathered pollen, and brought it back to make honey. The bees had a problem, though. Every so often an intruder would come. A bear wanted the honey or kids thought it'd be fun to throw rocks at the hive. Finally, the bees got tired of it. Being intelligent bees, they built an alarm system for the hive. When one bee pulled a lever, an alarm that the bees could hear in the fields was triggered. The worker bees returned to protect their home. One bee was exclusively assigned that job. He was named the "Lever Bee." His job was to watch for potential adversaries, and pull the lever to raise the alarm. The security of the hive depended on this one Lever Bee. So he had to be constantly ready and on the alert. And that, friends, is why people say, "I'm as ready as a Lever Bee."

In the country lived a family that made its living weaving cloth. One day, a debt collector knocked on the door. "Is Jack home?" he asked the woman who answered the door. "I'm sorry," the woman replied. "Jack's gone for cotton." A few weeks later the collector tried again. "Is Jack here today?" Once again the answer was "No, sir, I'm afraid he has gone for cotton." When he returned for the third time and Jack was still nowhere to be seen, he complained, "I suppose Jack is gone for cotton again?" "No," the woman answered solemnly, "Jack died yesterday." Suspicious that he was being avoided, the collector decided to wait a week and investigate the cemetery. Sure enough, he found poor Jack's tombstone, with this inscription: "Gone, But Not for Cotton."